T he media ate up the story of the NHL hero and demanded more. Benny Wilder’s face was splashed across newspaper covers and online articles for days. Not only had he saved the team from defeat in a shootout, he’d saved his girlfriend and countless others from knife wielding gang bangers. Beth got a kick out of how exaggerated they reported the facts.

In the week following her last shift at the pub, things between her and Benny had settled into something special. She couldn’t say their routine was normal because dating a professional hockey player wasn’t living a normal life. It was a balancing act, and they were making it work.

The seasons had changed and spring had taken the chill away. Love was in the air and all around her. The anxiety she’d carried around for weeks no longer existed. Had she known saying those three tiny words would be so freeing she would have said them a lot sooner.

When her last class of the day finished, she headed over to Benny’s and used her key to let herself into his condo. The team had an evening hockey game, and she was meeting up with Carly and Sylvie beforehand for dinner. But that was several hours away.

Walking through the empty living room, she suspected he might be napping. She stripped, leaving a trail of clothing clothes along the way to the bedroom. Benny was lying in the middle of the bed, snoring. The sheets only covered his lower half. She admired the new four-leaf clover tattoo he’d added under the hockey sticks on his chest. A permanent reminder of how lucky they were to have each other.

She pulled the sheets down, revealing more of his chiseled naked body. Even at rest his cock was impressive. Beth crawled onto the bed and admired her sleeping boyfriend. She lifted her leg over his hip and snuggled in next to him. Her fingers traced the new ink as she licked along his collarbone.

He groaned and stirred but didn’t wake. She kissed his neck, working her way towards his lips. The tips of her fingers trailed down his sternum, following the line of hair. She rubbed her mound against his leg. His arm was trapped between and it twitched. She suspected he was awake when his erection grew the closer she came to it. By the time she circled the tip he was fully erect.

Beth leaned over him and kissed his lips. She licked along the seam and yelped when he twisted, flipping her over and onto her backside underneath him.

“Hello, Elizabeth.” He kissed her hard, thrusting his cock into her hand.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Wilder. Did you sleep well?” She used her hand to move him between her open legs. She was so wet.

With a subtle push he was in, but he didn’t penetrate all the way. She opened wider and moved her hands over his ass, coaxing him deeper. He gave her a few inches and then retreated, teasing her.

“I slept great. There is no better way to wake than being inside you.” He pushed the rest of the way, filling her.

She moaned, loving the fullness; loving him. He let her adjust before moving again. They kissed, and she circled her hips to match his thrusts. The bed creaked and slammed against the wall from the power of their lovemaking. Within minutes, they were both panting and sweating. He fired into her like a piston and she roared when he rubbed her clit with his fingers. Once he zeroed in on her tight bundle of nerves, there was no holding back. Her climax exploded.

“I love you,” she said. The phrase rolled off her tongue easily and frequently.

He adjusted their position and thrust a few more times, drawing out her orgasm before finding his. “I love you too.”

They both collapsed, wrapped around each other. She listened to his heart beat and smiled. “Do you think we should cancel our session with Brenda tomorrow? I like her and both meetings went well, but—”

“We should keep the appointment. I like the confidence you’ve gained from those sessions, he said, twirling a lock of her hair around his finger.

“You think we still need couples therapy. Are you not happy?” She sat up and reached for the sheets to cover herself.

He sat next to her and took her hand. “I don’t think we need anything except each other. But, I appreciate the value of therapy. A few more sessions won’t hurt our relationship. Do I think we need to see her forever? Hell no. One or two more times, can only give us more ways to strengthen what’s already as close to perfect as it comes.”

How had she been so lucky? Not only had she found him once, but he’d chased her across North America to be with her again. Their love was infinite.

“I don’t know about perfect, but that makes sense. We’ll keep the appointment and see her tomorrow before you fly out,” she said, patting his hand.

“Don’t remind me.” He let go of her hand and flopped back against the mattress. “I am not looking forward to being away from you for three long nights. Are you sure you won’t move in with me?”

Beth smiled and kissed the side of his mouth. “Not happening. Carly and I are roommates until we graduate. Living on campus is convenient and I can stay here as often as we want.”

“I want it every night. It’s not too soon either. If you combine our dating history we’ve been together for almost two years.”

She got out of bed and stretched. “If we hadn’t taken that break, we would probably be married already,” she joked.

“Exactly. I’m glad you see things my way. Move in,” he said, getting out of bed and stalking towards her.

“I was kidding.” As much as she loved Benny, she didn’t want to rush into any major changes. They had a lifetime to move in, get married and have kids. For now, she wanted to focus on dating, school and hockey.

“Think about it. That’s all I ask.” He kissed her, sucking her bottom lip between his teeth. “I have to shower, eat and then kick it. Want to join me? I’ll wash your back and you can get mine.”

She smacked his ass as he turned away. “Tempting. All of it,” she added. “But I’m going to go for a run. Then I’m meeting the girls before we head to the arena. Since we have a positive sighting on Kimber and Jonah, Caroline is hell-bent on hiring an investigator sooner rather than later. We’ll be talking over dinner. I promise, I’ll be in the stands rooting for you when you step onto the ice.” Beth picked up her bra off the floor and searched around the room for other pieces of clothing.

“I play my best when you’re near. Everything is better with you in my life.” Benny winked, kicked her panties towards her and walked out of the bedroom. His sculpted ass daring her to follow him.

She couldn’t think of one good reason not to. Beth tossed her bra back on the ground and raced after him. She could run later.

 

 

 

 

Can’t get enough of Benjamin and Elizabeth’s story? An extended epilogue is available on my website in the Bonus section: